Chapter 401: Andy's Guardian Pattern
"Uhhhh
Andy couldn't help but exhale in pain, he clenched his fists tightly, the muscles in his arms were tense, and the green tendons were like sinuous pythons, wrapped around his arms.
The two pirates who were holding Andy's arm tensed and pressed Andy's arm tightly, and the two looked at each other with surprise and joy in their eyes.
They had already guessed that Andy had the heart of the ocean, so they must have a lot of strength, but although they were prepared, they were also shocked by the huge power that came out of Andy's hand just now.
Fortunately, the two of them had been prepared, otherwise Andy had just broken free, and now Andy had consciously controlled his strength, and the two of them were not very hard.
Andy gasped, his body trembling slightly, and he felt a burning sting in his back, like the howling wind was cutting a wound in his back with the tip of a knife that had been calcined by the flames.
An inexplicable aura emanated from Howling Wind's body and Andy's back, and the pirates around felt it, as if they had rehearsed it countless times, half-kneeling on the deck, gently tapping the tattoo on their chest with their fists, and their voices converged like a group of pious believers.
"In the name of the legendary howling wind!"
"In the name of the legendary howling wind!"
......
The pirates' voices were chaotic with a sense of regularity, sentence after sentence, but the simple words were full of their awe and fanaticism for the captain's howling wind, which was more like a kind of faith.
The skeletal crown on the pirate's chest seemed to come to life, and suddenly a flash of light flashed, and the momentum of the pirates also changed, and a powerful aura swept from the Empress to all directions, the waves rattled, and the skeleton banner also flew in the direction of the surroundings.
Some of the sea fish at the bottom of the Empress immediately sensed the terrifying changes, and they dissipated without a trace in an instant.
These dozens of pirates, in the moment just now, activated the power of guardianship together.
And under the traction of this force, Andy felt that the power of his back was getting stronger and stronger, and that force seemed to come to life, and he was excited to swim on his back, and the pain of torn skin continued to spread clearly from his back to Andy's mind, making him want to yell loudly.
Howling Wind looked at Andy's back with a complicated expression, his eyes flashed with remembrance and warmth, and on Andy's back, there seemed to be an invisible blade that pierced his skin and drew a black skull pattern on his back.
Howling Wind recognized the pattern of the skull, which was the mark on Nie Xiao's Pirate King ring.
Different from the skull pattern that is commonly seen, the skull pattern on Andy's body seems to have a life of its own.
The black skull, the scarlet eye sockets, the open upper and lower jaws, the skull is covered with irregular cracks that seem to shatter at any moment, and under the skull, there are ripples like sea water.
The scarlet light in the eye sockets of the skull flickered and changed, like the heartbeat and breathing of an animal, and the growth and rhythm of a plant.
"Sure enough, you were born to be a pirate. ”
The skeleton symbolizes death, but it is also a symbol of piracy.
Deep down in Andy's heart, he longs to become a pirate like Nie Xiao and to conquer the sea, and this skull mark is the best proof of this.
The skull mark on Andy's back was completely formed, about half the size of his back, and then outside the skull, some strange and unpredictable symbols slowly emerged, like swords, guns, and hideous monsters.
It's just that all the patterns, including the skulls, are looming, and it seems that in the next second, they will disappear.
These patterns are the result of Andy's heart's desire to protect the landing, which emerges from the tutelage of the pirates on the deck, and cannot be maintained for long.
What Howling Wind has to do now is to permanently imprint these patterns on Andy's body through corpse oil, and use the power of the head-lowering technique to form a real, powerful guardian on Andy's body.
Howling Wind wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, Andy's back was already full of sweat at this time, and it was very clear in the sun, and the muscles in Andy's back were still trembling, which made Howling Wind feel a little distressed.
He looked around at the pirates and nodded slightly.
The pirates drew their daggers one after another, and without hesitation, cut their palms, and the blood sprayed, and the blood that fell on the deck gathered in one place, as if it had grown legs, and slowly flowed under the mast.
In Andy's surprised gaze, the blood was slowly absorbed by the mast, which was the blood of dozens of the most elite pirates who had volunteered to sacrifice, and strange patterns appeared on the mast, and then slowly dissipated, and so on several times, an almost faint wail came from the mast, and a ghost emerged from the mast.
The ghost kept the appearance in front of him, and if he looked at the costume, he should be a witch, Andy didn't know her, but the other people on the ship recognized this soul.
It was the most powerful witch in the Principality of Tyran, an evil head descender who was proficient in the art of descending the head, and when she went out to sea to find the ruins of the ancient temple, she encountered Howling Wind, was killed by Howling Wind herself, and her soul was sacrificed to the Empress, and she was sealed in the main mast.
And today, Howling Wind used the blood of his pirates to open the seal and capture the witch's soul.
The witch still seems to have memories of her life, and when she sees Howling Wind, the witch's soul shows horror and hatred, and she wants to leave the place, but Whistling Wind beckons lightly, and the witch flies towards Howling Wind uncontrollably.
Looking at Andy, who was half-kneeling in front of the mast and shirtless, surrounded by a semicircle of pirates and what was in the hands of Howling Wind, the witch became more and more frightened, and she already recognized that this was a ritual of guardianship.
And it doesn't look like it's an ordinary guardian descent.
The witch's soul struggled, wailing continuously, but was held in her hand by Howling Wind, who stabbed the secret needle in her hand into the witch's soul, and her soul began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the groove at the end of the silver needle, pale gray energy began to appear.
"Just right. ”
Howling Wind chuckled, he gently patted Andy on the shoulder, and the silver needle in his hand stabbed down the pattern that appeared on Andy's back.
"Ahh
Even though Andy was ready, the sudden pain still made him can't help but snort, the pain of tearing the skin and burning the flames just now seems to be just a warm-up prelude.
The silver needle absorbed the corpse oil refined by the evil god's arm, pierced into Andy's skin, and under the guidance of the witch's soul power, the corpse oil was injected into Andy's body, arranged according to the lines of the guardian descent.
It felt as if all flesh and skin had been ground up and rearranged, and Andy swore he would never try it again.